Whahuhwahuh???

Yes, it's time for another technical terms post from Johanna...

It's time to take a little bit of a break from the travel chronicles...not that this past week was bad...and I might mention a few things about the trip...but there have been a few things happen in the past week that have made me stop and go whahuhwahuh??  But, I, well, huh??? 

This past week, the past was kind of shoved into my face...however, instead of a negative way, which has happened in so many ways the past few months, this was actually a pleasant occurrence.  It took me back to a good memory.  A really good memory, actually.  A guy I knew a million years ago...kinda...sorta...came back into my life.  In a very sideways type of way. 

So...a man.

And it's actually a good story.  Which is rare, in my history.  So let me give you the back story.

A million years ago, before I knew how incredibly horrible one person could be to another, I was young and rather innocent.  And I met a guy one night.  And for a brief moment, there was an attraction...at least on my part.  It stuck with me for years...that feeling.  The look in his eyes.  The feeling it gave me.  And I never really understood why it stuck with me for so long.  I mean, I hadn't seen him for years...and I'm quite sure he didn't feel the same thing...or even really remember me. 

But I think...finally...14 years later...I'm starting to understand.  Finally.

For so long, I thought it was him, specifically, that had given me that feeling.  And I thought it was him that stuck with me.  And I never understood why.  I had seen him a few times after that initial meeting.  But I never really got to know him.  But those memories still stuck with me. 

Until...

I get it. Now.

Innocence. 

It wasn't him, specifically, that stuck with me.  It was the feeling.  I was an innocent kid when that happened.  And it was the first time I had really felt any kind of attraction to a guy before.  That feeling.  I'm sure most everyone else has the same type of story.  But I finally get it.  It was just a good moment in history...a really good moment.

So that's one relief off my brain. 

Ok, so I do get to talk a little bit about the traveling a little bit. 

If you've ever seen license plates from New Mexico, you might notice they actually say "New Mexico USA." 

I now know WHY the USA is tacked on to the end.  Apparently, there are such redneck hick idiots in this country that don't actually recognize the difference between the state of New Mexico, and the Country of Mexico.  Therefore, they add the USA on to the end of the state...just to make sure everyone knows they are part of the US.  Wow.

So there's that.

And the positivity continues to run amuck in my world.  This past week, I had the opportunity to work with two other trainer's.  A rarity in my job. 


The first was a great experience.  It was with a trainer I've worked with more than any other...which isn't saying much.  But nonetheless...he's fantastic.  We went to dinner...and talked about his life and my life...and you know...other non work related stuff.  With, unfortunately, a little work stuff thrown in a little too.  Hey...we WERE there for work. 

The other experience...however...was ok.  Just...ok.  The other trainer was nice.  I give her that.  But I quickly found she's the biggest Negative Nancy I've ever met in my entire life.  Causing me to want to be even more perky and upbeat than ever.  And it's still working out well for me.

On my flight back home last Friday, I stopped at a Rocky Mountain Chocolate store to pick up a few goodies for my caretakers/parents.  And while I was in there, I started a conversation with another woman in the store...lovely woman.  And our conversation actually leaned toward just being nice to people while traveling.  And then...when the young boy finished buying a huge bag of chocolate...he wanted to return some...because he realized he didn't save enough to buy breakfast.  The woman working at the store didn't really understand what he meant.  So the other woman and I explained that they weren't going to let him return any of the chocolates.  So I explained to the woman behind the counter and she gave him $5 for breakfast.  And if she hadn't, I would have.  You gotta take care of these kids. 

I definitely enjoyed my weekend at home...a whopping 45 hours in total.  I'm now in MN, until Tuesday evening, when I fly back to IN, and drive almost to OH, and train there for 2 days, and then Thursday evening I fly to Milwaukee, train there on Friday, and then fly home late, late, late on Friday.  I should get home early on Saturday morning.  Like...1am.  I'm excited.  Except for the fact that it's hell week.  And I'm getting my hell week cold.  Which is not exciting at all. 

So I'm going to bed soon.  Getting as much rest as I possibly can. 

Goodnight for now...